So last night my husband and I were watching Biggest Loser, yes it does inspire me, so much in fact I started working out again yesterday morning,<gawd get off me, will you, I am working out now, jeeze>. I know, I know, please hold your applause. Anyway, there are three teams this year. The young team, the old team and the in between team. Well there is a lady on the in between team and they are focusing on her for a few minutes. So my wonderful husband who I love more than live itself says <BTW he is a big man like I am a big girl> "you know when this lady loses the weight she will be really pretty. You know she has a really pretty face". What the fuck did you just say darling? I looked at him with that go straight to hell look and he said....."um I mean, well I know, well you know what I mean". Really? Seriously? Do I REALLY know what you mean?
So SICK and TRIED of hearing..."oh but she has such a pretty face" and "she has a great personality" Why is only her face pretty it is after all connected to her body, which no one should really look at...NO JUST LOOK AT HER FACE NOT THE BODY! And what about that great personality, it is also connected to her body. Come on people, just because she is a big girl does NOT mean she is not beautiful from head to toe.
Which brings me to a company in Lawrence, Kansas called Bombshell. It is a couple that takes big beautiful women like myself and turns them into a pin up! Yes, they specialize on making big girls look and feel beautiful. I am planning on becoming a Bombshell one of these days when I can save up the money and not use it on something like ice cream. Here is the like to their website, I have met with them and they are wonderful people who think that big girls have beautiful bodies and not just beautiful faces. <I guess that skinny bitches can be a bombshell too> http://www.bombshells.info/about-us.php Do check them out though. I already have my Bombshell idea and I will make it happen, one of these days.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
The Size of my Genes are Effecting the Size of my Jeans!
I come from a line of big beautiful women. My Grandmother on my Mother's side was a big beautiful woman. She has to be one of the most beautiful women I have ever knew. She was always happy and always found good in everyone. I want to be just like her when I grow up! She was a breast cancer survivor too.
My Mother is a big beautiful woman and all four of her sisters are big beautiful women.
My older and only sister is a big beautiful woman and I look up to her every day. She is the mother of 3 great kids and is raising them while her husband is out on the harvest and she takes care of their small farm.
So what I am saying is these are my genes right? It is in the cards for me to be a big beautiful woman, I mean that is how I am programmed right?
So today I was wearing a pair of jeans that I loved last year but I think they shrank over the summer, it was very hot you know. I talked about these jeans and how they made me feel and blah blah blah. Today I HATED them. Not a little but a whole fucking lot! I was pissed off as soon as I put them on till the time I took them off. See how my genes are effecting my jeans.
I decided today that I HAVE TO FIND a better fitting jean for me if I plan to make it through this winter in anything besides sweats and jammie pants. I started looking at one of my favorite places<right now, it could change at any time> JC Penny. I L.O.V.E the Liz and Co. line they have. They have sizes from like 6 all the way up to I believe 18. So I can wear the exact style those skinny bitches wear<even it is does not look as good, it fucking makes me feel good, okay>
I found The Trouser Jean. Hello these jeans are awesome! They have the V button pocket with little studs on the pocket flap<you know the kind all the cool kids wear>. They have a wide waste band with 2 buttons. They fit low on the hip and are flared at the bottom. They can be dressed up or dressed down. I tried them on and I loved the way they felt and looked on me for the two minutes I had them on in the dressing room. I also bought the exact pair I did last year because I loved them so much but in a bigger size. <pray for those jeans because they have pissed me off once and they better not do it again>
So for now I am happy with my jeans that came from my genes. Stay tuned to how I wind up feeling about these jeans as it might all change after I wear them for a extended period of time.
And stay tuned for more on my genes!
Until later......eat ice cream!!!!
My Mother is a big beautiful woman and all four of her sisters are big beautiful women.
My older and only sister is a big beautiful woman and I look up to her every day. She is the mother of 3 great kids and is raising them while her husband is out on the harvest and she takes care of their small farm.
So what I am saying is these are my genes right? It is in the cards for me to be a big beautiful woman, I mean that is how I am programmed right?
So today I was wearing a pair of jeans that I loved last year but I think they shrank over the summer, it was very hot you know. I talked about these jeans and how they made me feel and blah blah blah. Today I HATED them. Not a little but a whole fucking lot! I was pissed off as soon as I put them on till the time I took them off. See how my genes are effecting my jeans.
I decided today that I HAVE TO FIND a better fitting jean for me if I plan to make it through this winter in anything besides sweats and jammie pants. I started looking at one of my favorite places<right now, it could change at any time> JC Penny. I L.O.V.E the Liz and Co. line they have. They have sizes from like 6 all the way up to I believe 18. So I can wear the exact style those skinny bitches wear<even it is does not look as good, it fucking makes me feel good, okay>
I found The Trouser Jean. Hello these jeans are awesome! They have the V button pocket with little studs on the pocket flap<you know the kind all the cool kids wear>. They have a wide waste band with 2 buttons. They fit low on the hip and are flared at the bottom. They can be dressed up or dressed down. I tried them on and I loved the way they felt and looked on me for the two minutes I had them on in the dressing room. I also bought the exact pair I did last year because I loved them so much but in a bigger size. <pray for those jeans because they have pissed me off once and they better not do it again>
So for now I am happy with my jeans that came from my genes. Stay tuned to how I wind up feeling about these jeans as it might all change after I wear them for a extended period of time.
And stay tuned for more on my genes!
Until later......eat ice cream!!!!
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Big Girl TV...really?
So what is the deal with special shows about big girls? Can they not be mixed in with the other shows? I mean really!
We all know about Celebrity Fit Club and Biggest Loser. Here they have obese people trying to get healthy. I get it. I watch those shows and I get inspired to get fit, to get healthy<it is wrong I watch those shows and eat ice cream?>to get my body image back on good terms with myself.
But lately I have seen shows that I feel exploit big girls. I refuse to watch them too.
For example, TLC has a series called "Say Yes to the Dress". I do like the show and I do watch it. I love wedding dresses. But they have created one for big girls. It is called "Say Yes to the Dress, Big Bliss" "For a plus-size bride, there's pressure to find the dream dress and the perfect fit, too." WTF? It is all about big girls and them finding their dream wedding dress. Well excuse the fuck out of me but is the NOT what "Say Yes to the Dress" is? I mean let's not let the big girls mix in with the skinny bitches when finding a wedding dress. I mean does this wedding dress store have special days that big girls can come too. What I see is that a big girl comes into that store and TLC is filming. Oh wait...you cannot be on this show, you have to be on the fat girl show. Why can they not have all sized girls on the one show? It really pisses me off that they are not on the same show and they had to put together an entire show of just big girls trying on wedding dresses. Stupid fuckers. Way to single us out TLC!
TLC goes even further to piss me off with a show called "Big Sexy". "The show features five plus-size women trying to make an impact in the world of fashion. The ladies prep for runway shows, hit the beach, and go “boy hunting” all while celebrating and being wholly comfy, not lamenting, their figures."
I watched it once and it is fucking sad. I saw those girls get singled out and made fun of while waiting to go into a club while skinny bitches were let in and when they finally let in the big girls they tried to charge them $30.00 each to enter. That is fucking sad! I don't want to see that! I am a big girl and that does nothing for the body image. BIG FAT<no pun intended> FAIL TLC!
I also found this show called "Drop Dead Diva" on Lifetime, the channel for women<one of the worst channels EVER>. "The series revolves around vapid blonde and aspiring model, who is killed in a car crash. only to be brought back to life in the body of a recently deceased, brilliant, hardworking, overweight lawyer". Oh way to punish that skinny bitch, bring her back as a fat ass. Are fucking kidding me here? Because this skinny bitch was a bad person she comes back as a big girl. Come on really? How about a homeless person? Maybe a person with special needs. Stupid ass show!
Oh and MTV is on the big girl band wagon too. They have a up coming show called "Chelsea Settles, MTV’s latest 324-lb reality star. Settles uproots from her hometown in order to chase her dreams of making a name for herself in L.A.’s image-conscious fashion business. Though she does struggle with her weight (especially after her boss reminds her, "We're in an image business... the fashion industry is very weight-conscious”), she’s presented as a bubbly, mostly confident 23-year-old." Yeah right! Good going MTV, this looks great! Send this for now, bubbly, mostly confident 23-year-old to LA, the home of skinny bitches. Poor girl, she has no idea the heart break she is in for.
So the actual point I am trying to get a cross is that big girls do NOT need shows of their own, put them on the same shows as everyone else. The media is the reason us big girls have such a bad body image, are you fucking trying to make up for that by doing this. If that is the case you FAIL!
Now, I will step down from my soap box and look for those cookies I hid from myself.
We all know about Celebrity Fit Club and Biggest Loser. Here they have obese people trying to get healthy. I get it. I watch those shows and I get inspired to get fit, to get healthy<it is wrong I watch those shows and eat ice cream?>to get my body image back on good terms with myself.
But lately I have seen shows that I feel exploit big girls. I refuse to watch them too.
For example, TLC has a series called "Say Yes to the Dress". I do like the show and I do watch it. I love wedding dresses. But they have created one for big girls. It is called "Say Yes to the Dress, Big Bliss" "For a plus-size bride, there's pressure to find the dream dress and the perfect fit, too." WTF? It is all about big girls and them finding their dream wedding dress. Well excuse the fuck out of me but is the NOT what "Say Yes to the Dress" is? I mean let's not let the big girls mix in with the skinny bitches when finding a wedding dress. I mean does this wedding dress store have special days that big girls can come too. What I see is that a big girl comes into that store and TLC is filming. Oh wait...you cannot be on this show, you have to be on the fat girl show. Why can they not have all sized girls on the one show? It really pisses me off that they are not on the same show and they had to put together an entire show of just big girls trying on wedding dresses. Stupid fuckers. Way to single us out TLC!
TLC goes even further to piss me off with a show called "Big Sexy". "The show features five plus-size women trying to make an impact in the world of fashion. The ladies prep for runway shows, hit the beach, and go “boy hunting” all while celebrating and being wholly comfy, not lamenting, their figures."
I watched it once and it is fucking sad. I saw those girls get singled out and made fun of while waiting to go into a club while skinny bitches were let in and when they finally let in the big girls they tried to charge them $30.00 each to enter. That is fucking sad! I don't want to see that! I am a big girl and that does nothing for the body image. BIG FAT<no pun intended> FAIL TLC!
I also found this show called "Drop Dead Diva" on Lifetime, the channel for women<one of the worst channels EVER>. "The series revolves around vapid blonde and aspiring model, who is killed in a car crash. only to be brought back to life in the body of a recently deceased, brilliant, hardworking, overweight lawyer". Oh way to punish that skinny bitch, bring her back as a fat ass. Are fucking kidding me here? Because this skinny bitch was a bad person she comes back as a big girl. Come on really? How about a homeless person? Maybe a person with special needs. Stupid ass show!
Oh and MTV is on the big girl band wagon too. They have a up coming show called "Chelsea Settles, MTV’s latest 324-lb reality star. Settles uproots from her hometown in order to chase her dreams of making a name for herself in L.A.’s image-conscious fashion business. Though she does struggle with her weight (especially after her boss reminds her, "We're in an image business... the fashion industry is very weight-conscious”), she’s presented as a bubbly, mostly confident 23-year-old." Yeah right! Good going MTV, this looks great! Send this for now, bubbly, mostly confident 23-year-old to LA, the home of skinny bitches. Poor girl, she has no idea the heart break she is in for.
So the actual point I am trying to get a cross is that big girls do NOT need shows of their own, put them on the same shows as everyone else. The media is the reason us big girls have such a bad body image, are you fucking trying to make up for that by doing this. If that is the case you FAIL!
Now, I will step down from my soap box and look for those cookies I hid from myself.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Chub Rub....OMG did she just say Chub Rub?
Well from time to time I will let you in a secret language from the big girl. There are words and terms that not everyday people use. Just because I tell you these terms does not mean you can use them in vain against me.
Today term is Chub Rub. I will explain.
Wearing a dress has to be one of the best ways to make a woman feel pretty and like a lady. I love dresses, well I did till I gained all this weight.
I wore all kinds of dresses, little short skirts and shorts and loved it.
After I gained the weight wearing a dress, skirt or shorts did not quite give me the feeling I was looking for. It gave me a feeling that my thighs were doing something I was not used to. <I never knew my thighs liked each other so much>
They are doing something called Chub Rub. This happens when a big girl wears a dress, skirt or shorts which allows her thighs to touch. In my case they now touch all the time. It is BAD on a real hot day if you are walking a lot.<if you are wearing one of those ugly fuzzy sweatsuits, <you know which ones I am talking about, they look like the upholstery in a 1979 LTD>this could start a fire and Chub Rub is not really the problem here, your fucking thighs are on fire, do not run it will only make the fire worse. Throw that fucking sweatsuit in the trash> And it can leave marks and it hurts. NOT PRETTY!
If you are a big girl and do not wear dresses or skirts or short shorts <those are called jean panties and we will get into that later on in my blog> and wonder if you have Chub Rub check the inner thighs of your pants. If the fabric is thinner here than anywhere else, you have a case of Chub Rub.
So in the case I have to wear a dress I have to put on a knee length girdle or as we call it now Spanx<I will get into Spanx later in my blog, evil little fuckers>.
So with my new diet and exercise program getting closer, I hope this takes care of the Chub Rub problem I have. I will keep you posted on it.
Today term is Chub Rub. I will explain.
Wearing a dress has to be one of the best ways to make a woman feel pretty and like a lady. I love dresses, well I did till I gained all this weight.
I wore all kinds of dresses, little short skirts and shorts and loved it.
After I gained the weight wearing a dress, skirt or shorts did not quite give me the feeling I was looking for. It gave me a feeling that my thighs were doing something I was not used to. <I never knew my thighs liked each other so much>
They are doing something called Chub Rub. This happens when a big girl wears a dress, skirt or shorts which allows her thighs to touch. In my case they now touch all the time. It is BAD on a real hot day if you are walking a lot.<if you are wearing one of those ugly fuzzy sweatsuits, <you know which ones I am talking about, they look like the upholstery in a 1979 LTD>this could start a fire and Chub Rub is not really the problem here, your fucking thighs are on fire, do not run it will only make the fire worse. Throw that fucking sweatsuit in the trash> And it can leave marks and it hurts. NOT PRETTY!
If you are a big girl and do not wear dresses or skirts or short shorts <those are called jean panties and we will get into that later on in my blog> and wonder if you have Chub Rub check the inner thighs of your pants. If the fabric is thinner here than anywhere else, you have a case of Chub Rub.
So in the case I have to wear a dress I have to put on a knee length girdle or as we call it now Spanx<I will get into Spanx later in my blog, evil little fuckers>.
So with my new diet and exercise program getting closer, I hope this takes care of the Chub Rub problem I have. I will keep you posted on it.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Yo-Yo...I got your Yo-Yo or My Life Through Diets
I was born a tiny little thing maybe 5 lbs and got down to 4 lbs. I was a itty bitty tiny thing. Where I am from this is actually a unit of measure, size itty bitty tiny.
As I grew up into a grade school kid I was chubby and short. Shortest one in the class. This is where The Husky Jean came into play. I was always picked to be the anchor for the tug-o-war team. Never asked to run or anything like that. I was always the catcher too. Not much running in that position. It suited my size, I guess. Fuckers, THEY DID THIS TOO ME! THEM AND THOSE FUCKING HUSKY JEANS! <wow, am I bitter or what>And so the body image started in my head
I started to get tall and thinned down in middle school and was an average size in high school. I was in a tragic auto accident right before I graduated high school and got down to about a size 4. SWEET! I look goooood.<was still considered "one of the guys" THANKS FUCKERS.....YOU ADDED TO MY BODY IMAGE>
I went off to college looking HOT and SKINNY but we all know what your first year of college brings...yup the freshman 15, except in my case it was the freshman however fat I can get. Good lord! I gained the 15 plus anything I had lost my senior year. <fucking college dorm food and really did we NEED to have an ice cream machine there too, and did we NEED to have gravy on everything>
I decided to not go back away to college but moved out into an apartment by myself. I was BROKE! Yes broke as a joke. I started to lose weight because I did not much money for food. My food budget was $20.00 a month. <my beer budget was more though, got to have my priorities in line, beer then food, I was not stupid you know> Body image gets better!
I then decided to start exercising! WOW that actually works to lose weight! I lost some but not all I wanted to so I went to a weight doctor. Yup he gave me the BEST diet pills in the world. I went on a 1200 calorie and 20 fat grams a day diet! I lost tons and I looked good AGAIN! But I was fucking hungry!
Well that got to be too much money and I had to drive over a hundred miles to get the pills. So I stopped taking the pills, because they ran out, and I stopped exercising and dieting. I ballooned back up. Chubby! <damn body image takes a hit>
I got a new job and got married but for some reason I lost weight again. Stress maybe? Who knows but if I figure how to bottle it I will make millions! I was HOT once again and was loving it! <yay the body image rises again>
My husband got a job in another state and so off we went all by ourselves. I stayed skinny for a while but then here came the weight again. I have no idea why. I tried the Atkins diet. Good lord did I turn into a bitch and all I wanted to eat was hot foods. Peppers, hot sauce..you name it, if it was hot I ate it. So I stopped that diet after I heard the dude that created it died from a heart attack. Great idea to shovel bacon into your body 24-7. I do love bacon though.
I gained weight for about 3 years and discovered Metabolife! The wonder drug. I started taking it like candy and I lost weight and had energy like you would not believe. I had regular check ups and never had high blood pressure or anything. I was healthy and HOT again! <body image at an all time high>
I was so super skinny that I was wearing a size 0. A 5'7" girl wearing a size 0. I was fucking hot....I thought. I was also going through a divorce and had lost my grandmother and stressed to the max but I thought I looked goooood. I had the cutest clothes too!
THEN it came out in the news that people were dropping dead from these pills. But they were all exercising and I did not do that, why in the hell would I if I was losing weight? Then they announced it was going to be taken off the shelves. WHAT? NO!!! I bought up as much of that stuff I could find! Until one day it ran out and I gained back ALL the weight and then some.....and then some more...and even more. I WAS FAT!
I tried several more things that did not work. Who can lose weight when you are now married to a wonderful man and are so happy. Hell I was so happy that I had ice cream every night. I was HAPPY OKAY! Jeez...get off of me, I know it was not what I should be doing. I punished myself by not buying any new swim suits or shorts and I became a raging bitch and never wanted to go out, who wants to see a fat chick in a swim suit or shorts, Hell who wants to ever see a fat chick. In my mind this is what was actually happening. <there is that body image thing creeping up on me, fucking body image>
So here I am....fat and still happy, but am I really, I mean with my body image or what I thought I should look like? So, I am going to start a new diet and exercise program next month. I will keep a journal of it on my blog. The ups and the downs and I am not afraid to tell the truth about it at all.
Just to be clear, the only way I can deal with the size I am is to make fun of myself. I am not looking for pity or for you to feel sorry for me, that is how the hell I deal!
As I grew up into a grade school kid I was chubby and short. Shortest one in the class. This is where The Husky Jean came into play. I was always picked to be the anchor for the tug-o-war team. Never asked to run or anything like that. I was always the catcher too. Not much running in that position. It suited my size, I guess. Fuckers, THEY DID THIS TOO ME! THEM AND THOSE FUCKING HUSKY JEANS! <wow, am I bitter or what>And so the body image started in my head
I started to get tall and thinned down in middle school and was an average size in high school. I was in a tragic auto accident right before I graduated high school and got down to about a size 4. SWEET! I look goooood.<was still considered "one of the guys" THANKS FUCKERS.....YOU ADDED TO MY BODY IMAGE>
I went off to college looking HOT and SKINNY but we all know what your first year of college brings...yup the freshman 15, except in my case it was the freshman however fat I can get. Good lord! I gained the 15 plus anything I had lost my senior year. <fucking college dorm food and really did we NEED to have an ice cream machine there too, and did we NEED to have gravy on everything>
I decided to not go back away to college but moved out into an apartment by myself. I was BROKE! Yes broke as a joke. I started to lose weight because I did not much money for food. My food budget was $20.00 a month. <my beer budget was more though, got to have my priorities in line, beer then food, I was not stupid you know> Body image gets better!
I then decided to start exercising! WOW that actually works to lose weight! I lost some but not all I wanted to so I went to a weight doctor. Yup he gave me the BEST diet pills in the world. I went on a 1200 calorie and 20 fat grams a day diet! I lost tons and I looked good AGAIN! But I was fucking hungry!
Well that got to be too much money and I had to drive over a hundred miles to get the pills. So I stopped taking the pills, because they ran out, and I stopped exercising and dieting. I ballooned back up. Chubby! <damn body image takes a hit>
I got a new job and got married but for some reason I lost weight again. Stress maybe? Who knows but if I figure how to bottle it I will make millions! I was HOT once again and was loving it! <yay the body image rises again>
My husband got a job in another state and so off we went all by ourselves. I stayed skinny for a while but then here came the weight again. I have no idea why. I tried the Atkins diet. Good lord did I turn into a bitch and all I wanted to eat was hot foods. Peppers, hot sauce..you name it, if it was hot I ate it. So I stopped that diet after I heard the dude that created it died from a heart attack. Great idea to shovel bacon into your body 24-7. I do love bacon though.
I gained weight for about 3 years and discovered Metabolife! The wonder drug. I started taking it like candy and I lost weight and had energy like you would not believe. I had regular check ups and never had high blood pressure or anything. I was healthy and HOT again! <body image at an all time high>
I was so super skinny that I was wearing a size 0. A 5'7" girl wearing a size 0. I was fucking hot....I thought. I was also going through a divorce and had lost my grandmother and stressed to the max but I thought I looked goooood. I had the cutest clothes too!
THEN it came out in the news that people were dropping dead from these pills. But they were all exercising and I did not do that, why in the hell would I if I was losing weight? Then they announced it was going to be taken off the shelves. WHAT? NO!!! I bought up as much of that stuff I could find! Until one day it ran out and I gained back ALL the weight and then some.....and then some more...and even more. I WAS FAT!
I tried several more things that did not work. Who can lose weight when you are now married to a wonderful man and are so happy. Hell I was so happy that I had ice cream every night. I was HAPPY OKAY! Jeez...get off of me, I know it was not what I should be doing. I punished myself by not buying any new swim suits or shorts and I became a raging bitch and never wanted to go out, who wants to see a fat chick in a swim suit or shorts, Hell who wants to ever see a fat chick. In my mind this is what was actually happening. <there is that body image thing creeping up on me, fucking body image>
So here I am....fat and still happy, but am I really, I mean with my body image or what I thought I should look like? So, I am going to start a new diet and exercise program next month. I will keep a journal of it on my blog. The ups and the downs and I am not afraid to tell the truth about it at all.
Just to be clear, the only way I can deal with the size I am is to make fun of myself. I am not looking for pity or for you to feel sorry for me, that is how the hell I deal!
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Jeans...WTF?
Okay let me rant about jeans through a big girl's eyes.
Let's start with...oh wait for it...yes you guessed it...The Skinny Jean. What the hell? Who came up with this name for these jeans? I bet some skinny bitch did. Why call them skinny jeans? Why not tapered at the leg jeans or ankle chokers? And why do you make them in big girl sizes. Oh yeah I bought a pair, I sure in the hell did and I did NOT look skinny in them, waste of money and way to get my hopes up!
How about The Boyfriend Jean. What? What if I am bigger than my boyfriend? Does he wear mine and call them The Girlfriend Jean? And what if you don't have a boyfriend? Well let me just tell you that does wonders for a big girl, um yeah I um really don't have a boyfriend but I got some jeans that are boyfriend jeans, does that count? Why the hell bother!
Oh and The Mom Jeans. Really, mom jeans. Way to make a women feel great about her style and call her a mom. I do know some very stylish moms though and there is nothing wrong with being a mom, oh who the hell cares, this is my blog! What if she is not a mom? What if she can't have kids and really wants to be a mom but all she can get is mom jeans. No, I don't have kids but I want them and can't but I was able to get some mom jeans. SAD! Where the hell does dad jeans come into the picture?
And back in my childhood what the hell is The Husky Jean? Really husky? Do you KNOW what it does to a little girl when asked....what size does she need.....and your mom says size husky?
Well screw that! Where's my over-sized jammie pants and get that box of Little Debbies!
DAMN JEANS anyway!
Let's start with...oh wait for it...yes you guessed it...The Skinny Jean. What the hell? Who came up with this name for these jeans? I bet some skinny bitch did. Why call them skinny jeans? Why not tapered at the leg jeans or ankle chokers? And why do you make them in big girl sizes. Oh yeah I bought a pair, I sure in the hell did and I did NOT look skinny in them, waste of money and way to get my hopes up!
How about The Boyfriend Jean. What? What if I am bigger than my boyfriend? Does he wear mine and call them The Girlfriend Jean? And what if you don't have a boyfriend? Well let me just tell you that does wonders for a big girl, um yeah I um really don't have a boyfriend but I got some jeans that are boyfriend jeans, does that count? Why the hell bother!
Oh and The Mom Jeans. Really, mom jeans. Way to make a women feel great about her style and call her a mom. I do know some very stylish moms though and there is nothing wrong with being a mom, oh who the hell cares, this is my blog! What if she is not a mom? What if she can't have kids and really wants to be a mom but all she can get is mom jeans. No, I don't have kids but I want them and can't but I was able to get some mom jeans. SAD! Where the hell does dad jeans come into the picture?
And back in my childhood what the hell is The Husky Jean? Really husky? Do you KNOW what it does to a little girl when asked....what size does she need.....and your mom says size husky?
Well screw that! Where's my over-sized jammie pants and get that box of Little Debbies!
DAMN JEANS anyway!
Finally I figured this out!!
So here I am, trying to be on the social media fast track and I just got a Twitter account a few months ago and now finally a blog. Let me tell you a little about me and what my blog will be all about. I cuss, I have a sick sense of humor and I don't stand for bologna! My blog is about my struggles with being a big girl and my ways to deal with it. I am hoping humor is the way to deal with it and my attempts to just be a healthy girl, which means losing weight. I have been big and I have been tiny and everything in between. I hope you all join me on this journey to just get back in charge! I hope to make you giggle, cry and stop and try to see things through my eyes!
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